Chapter 3250 Raised a Prince, or an Ancestor? (36)

However, to be on the safe side, Su Qiao still took out a needle and sealed Chu San's dumb point.

Then he pulled Zhao Jingting away.

Half an hour later, Ding Qiulan walked over in a state of embarrassment, with a bloody hatchet in her hand.

'Plop' knelt down in front of Su Qiao and kowtowed three times in a row.

"Thank you, your great kindness, I only have to repay it in the next life."

Su Qiao frowned: "Are you going to die?"

"Do not."

Under the night light, a delicate-looking girl shook her head firmly in her eyes.

"I'm not dead, it's not me, it's him, and I don't accept my fate."

Su Qiao was very relieved: "That's right, it's the criminals who deserve to die. What are you going to die for? Get up quickly."

"My benefactor, there is no room for me here. I will go to a nunnery to become a monk, atone for the sins I have committed, and ask the Bodhisattva to bless the benefactor for a lifetime."

Ding Qiulan finally bowed to Su Qiao and turned to leave.

"and many more."

Su Qiao stopped her, took out a meat bun from her arms and threw it to her: "Have a full stomach, go to the lower reaches of the river to find a small stone cave and nest for a while, and then come out of the mountain when it is almost dawn."

Ding Qiulan opened her mouth and wanted to refuse, but she also knew Su Qiao's temper, so she finally accepted it.

"Thank you benefactor."

After Ding Qiulan left, Su Qiao threw the hoe to Zhao Jingting: "Dig it, we have to go back before dawn."

"Oh."

Zhao Jingting did not dare to protest, and dug a hole honestly.

Su Qiao began to wonder what would happen when the people in the camp found out that Chu San was gone.

Ding Qiulan was also gone. It was estimated that these people would put this matter on her head.

Or, would you guess that Chu San was afraid of being punished by the stick, so he ran away?

Forget it, no matter what, as long as they can't find out about them.

Looking at the man who was digging a hole silently, Su Qiao thought, let's get some bone-melting water out instead of digging a hole so much.

Before dawn, Su Qiao and Zhao Jingting sneaked back to the camp.

Although they hadn't slept in the middle of the night, neither of them felt sleepy.

When it was dawn, Zhao Jingting quickly got up: "I'm going to fetch water with Uncle Du, you'll have a rest."

"Oh."

Su Qiao waved her hand absentmindedly. Her thoughts were on whether Ding Qiulan left and Chu San disappeared. How would the people in the camp react.

It was not until the morning criticism meeting that everyone discovered that Chu San was gone.

Li Bingyi sent people to look around for two times but couldn't find anyone.

The final fight will be over.

Everyone guessed that he had escaped.

As for Ding Qiulan, no one doubted her, a weak woman who had lost her virginity. According to their thoughts, at this time, she should have found a place to cut herself off.

It ended so quietly.

Probably because too many people died along the way, and separation from relatives was also common. Everyone didn't feel much about Ding Qiulan's death or Chu San's disappearance.

After Su Qiao was sure that there was no major problem, she took the pole and picked the wooden bucket, ready to go to fetch water, and went to the river to find Zhao Jingting and Uncle Du, but halfway, she was blocked by a wretched man who suddenly ran over.

The man was about thirty years old, thin and dark, and most importantly, with a wretched smile on his face.

It's okay to look like this, he thought that he shook his head dashingly, with a 'personal' look, and then very generously handed half a palm-sized sweet potato to Su Qiao: "Miss Su, this sweet potato is for you. "

"This is when I went out with the commander yesterday, and I found it occasionally on the way back. At that time, I wanted to stay and feed you."